February 25, 2003

calm before the storm ngayon dahil nasa training ako. in two weeks time, i’ll be travelling again. this time to india for a week’s visit to delhi and possibly mumbai. all hell will break loose then as i have to prepare for a series of trips all over asia for a major show. all in all not bad really – at least, magiging busy ako. by the time i am through, it will be june at uuwi kami ni jet sa maynila.

February 21, 2003

the united nations daw risk being a footnote in history if they do not agree to the us and uk’s terms to wage war in iraq. damn, such fucking arrogance. kaya maraming naiinis sa kanila eh. porke sila ang pinakamalakas na bansa sa mundo, akala nila pwede na nilang i-bully lahat ng mga maliliit na bansa.

February 10, 2003

lipad akong japan ngayong gabi. my first time to be in the land of the rising sun. i’ll be there for a week which means i won’t be here in singapore with jet for valentines day… di bale, i’ll make it up to here when i get back. kagabi, kumain naman kami sa kenny rogers… advance valentines day date. me-kenny rogers? hehehe… cheap date? treat naman iyon eh – dahil ngayon lang ulit kami nakapunta doon in 2 years.

February 9, 2003

One two three four five six seven!
Said the Alligator King to his seven sons,
“I’m feelin’ mighty down.
Whichever of you can cheer me up
Will get to wear my crown.”

His first son brought seven oyster pearls
From the bottom of the China Sea.

The second gave him seven statues of girls
With clocks where their stomachs should be.

The third son gave him seven rubies
From the sheikdom down there beneath.
The King thought the rubies were cherries,
And he broke off seven of his teeth.

The fourth son tried to cheer him up
With seven lemon drops.
The King said, “I’m sorry son,
Since that ruby episode, I just haven’t got the chops.”

The fifth son brought the King perfume
In seven fancy silver jars;
The King took a whiff, and he broke out in spots
‘Cause it smelled like cheap cigars.

The sixth son gave him seven diamond rings
To wear upon his toes.
The King snagged his foot on the royal red rug
And crumpled up his nose.

The seventh son of the Alligator King
Was a thoughtful little whelp.
He said, “Daddy, appears to me
That you could use a little help.”

Said the Alligator King to his seventh son,
“My son, you win the crown.
You didn’t bring me diamonds or rubies, but
You helped me up when I was down.
Take the crown; it’s yours, my son.
I hope you don’t mind the dents.
I got it on sale at a discount store-
Cost me all of seven cents!”
Seven!

February 7, 2003

A SINGAPORE worker in manufacturing is paid about 14 times more than one in China and almost three times more than a Malaysian. But his wages are still competitive because he is more productive.

so says the singaporean government. the wage difference is probably true. the productiveness? perhaps true as well. wala kasing welfare dito sa singapore. ayaw ng gobyerno dahil nagiging tamad daw ang mga tao. in short, if you don’t work, you don’t get paid. if you don’t get paid, nobody here will help you. if you don’t work hard, you get fired. ergo – singaporeans are productive.

unlike other western countries, where welfare takes care of the unemployed – over here, you sink or swim. considering that singapore is a nation of ONLY 3 million people – their productiveness is quite an acheivement.

February 7, 2003

A 50-YEAR-OLD woman who threw furniture, documents and her five cats from her ninth-floor Housing Board flat, has been let off with a warning. Ms Kaye Lea was acquitted by a magistrate’s court yesterday after the prosecution withdrew the charge against her for committing a rash act that endangered people.

She had been charged with throwing a wooden chair, a cardboard box of documents, three paperback books and a box of clothing from her Clementi Avenue 4 flat in October last year. According to newspaper reports then, she also flung out the five cats.

The former legal executive was said to have quit her job because of health problems. She was remanded at the Institute of Mental Health for two weeks for an assessment.

February 5, 2003

if you only have time to visit one site today, make sure you visit “the little prince”. it brings back memories of high school and the many times we were asked to read the compulsary books (and write the report afterwards, of course).

english teacher gives you the required reading at the start of the school year. tamad kasi kaya, you don’t pay attention to it until it’s the last day before submission. and so you read (with a whole lot of complaints…e.g. “pano ko babasahin ito eh wala namang pictures!”). and then slowly you like it..and then finally, you like it so much that you’re hooked.

twenty years later you ask yourself why the FU@#*^&!@$#@$NG hell did you spend $350 on books on a single shopping binge… and so, you blame “the little price” and “animal farm” and “the lord of the flies” and all the other books that were forced fed to you a long long time ago.